Huaisang greets the servant with politeness and follows to Xie's chambers. His eyes are instantly drawn to the other man, beautiful and delicious in such a robe on a golden couch that appealed to Huaisang's taste in both people and things. Huaisang has dressed typically in his Nie robes and there's not a moment's hesitation in joining the other.
"I can always assume the best from you," Huaisang smiles demurely and he's more than happy to start with wine.
Xie pulls Huaisang close the moment he is within reach, settling the man against him. They should recline while they drink; the couch demands it! He pours the youngest Nie a cup of wine and playfully presses it to Huaisang's lips.
"Do you smell the flowers? I prefer a bouquet of flavors and this one offers an after-flavor of honey."
Nie Huaisang comfortably settles onto the couch and he inhales as the cup is pressed to his lips. Others might hesitate to take a drink from an assassin but Huaisang doesn't. Prince Xie holds no ill intentions toward him he's certain of that.
So he takes a sip as the other holds the cup then raises his hand to take it, hand brushing over the other's in a lingering caress.
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"I can always assume the best from you," Huaisang smiles demurely and he's more than happy to start with wine.
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"Do you smell the flowers? I prefer a bouquet of flavors and this one offers an after-flavor of honey."
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So he takes a sip as the other holds the cup then raises his hand to take it, hand brushing over the other's in a lingering caress.
"It smells and tastes beautiful."